motherfucker, I'm getting prolific.baby, I can't pretend to be (a)ok with,holding this, burning piece of love.I'm not the right shape for,lovemaking. I bend healthier duringsex. but at the same time I don't want topretend, that I don't love you.I want you to be a part of me(all the time) all the time.I want us to fit like two piecesof moon rock would. if my stomachcould hold you, I would behappy (all the time). but youliked bed sheets and,other girls/boys, (…).but don't, .stand me,this is totally not, me, throwing"want you backs" in yourbackseat. [FREE SHAMU baby]I am simply spilling myselfof what you left inside me.it's been making mesick. (sick like a dog.)it's like a butterflyfalling in love with amoth. because they toocan never be loved.

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